Something Profound

Jim's new band was highlighted in an e-zine and one of my photos was used for it tighten up zine This was right before I upgrade to my new camera, so it's only going to get better.  Hebert and the Boys post

 This week is the anniversary of two things I did creatively. Feels like by mid to late April the frost started defrosting enough to allow me to realize how little I've been doing every year. Two of my friends have invited me to help document their projects and these seemed to be as good of a time as any to ride their coat tails and try catching some artistic momentum off of their talent.   Haste- Untitled official music video 2024 was the release of the Haste music video I directed and filmed formally. It was a half assed, impromptu, and ill prepared. Jim Chaos, a roommate I had during my college years, reunited his previously defunct punk hardcore band and invited me to their practice. I threw my camera, a newly acquired prime lens kit, and some cheap led lights into my car and hauled ass to the practice space. I feel like I was more excited over the prospect of essentially getting a free show than I was about film making. These guys had been making music for longer tha...

 I've posted about NECTR before. This was my introduction to the Burning Man community. A small, intimate burn on a pig farm located in the middle of nowhere-near UCONN in October right as it starts getting really cold. My first year I didn't know what to expect and jumped in feet first willing to be a participant and not a spectator. 6 years later I got to help build and document the Effigy. Another one of Tommy's designs and builds, this time he had help. Skilled carpenters Diego and Jeremy handled the majority of the difficult work, while Laura, Talia, Heather, Bobbin, and myself helped where we could. Weird Jimmy got involved and built the flame poofer which we promptly shoved up Sparky's Stink-hole. Laura and I brought additional art work but took literally no photos of it, and then brought back the semi-famous Hotdog Party on saturday afternoon. Anyway heres a video.

 

  The vibe was immaculate. 

 

  Block Island 2025. Laura and I took the ferry over with our Ebikes and got a room over on Paynes Lookout near New Harbor. Going to the lighthouse yielded some footage of sun bating seals and some territorial rage-shitting seagulls. The island fortunately doesn't have laws outlawing the flying of a camera so I was able to get some footage of the more iconic spots. 

  This was the first outing I had camping with Tommy. He was commissioned to create the towering bouquet of flowers for the 12th Disorient Country Club held in the Catskill mountains in 2024. A fundraiser for the Disorient theme camp of Burning Man, a few hundred artists accent into the mountains and create a memorial day weekend camping experience centered around a bonfire created by Tommy. At the time this was my first time camping after my kidney donation so it mostly involved me sitting around talking shit while shoving a camera in his face. He kept his head down and showed me his work ethic, building a vast majority of the vase and flowers alone, allowing contributors to assist but rarely asking for help. We camped under the name 'The Moist Collective"

Circle of life, ETC ETC  

  You and I when you I mean I and You and I when We

  Okay I guess that didn't work like I planned 

We're at it again. Different song, Same dance. The regulars are all here, few words to say. Like the judged waiting for their execution day. We said goodbye to our family. Goodbye to our loves. Goodbye to our siblings. Goodbye to our sons. For we're about to be cut off from civilization and rules. Relying on our selfs, eachother, our crafts, our tools. The young rambling on, nervous of the task. Me counting 365 'till i get back. Reposting this. I wrote this October 2010. I forgot I could write 

People used to ask me questions about my tattoos and their meanings, and now my response is emphatically announcing "it's a punk rock possum" My parents have given up understanding. About time if you ask me. My cat died earlier this year so I did what any middle-aged man would do, I bought a van this the last picture I had of her on my camera. I think you can see the will to live leaving her at this exact moment. Also a reminder to sign up for my Christmas cards.  i have half assed my art this year. Nothing to note from the photography game. I had some opportunities for paid gigs, but they weren't gigs I wanted to go too. So here's a picture of me awkwardly posing trying to adjust my light.  I did help build this, though. At one point I was pulling out staples that were required to be in there. So as far as helping vs not helping I think I broke even. Not to jump to the end of the story but the skunk here died in a t...

Lyon France May First 2023

I put on the weight I lost post donation. Belly hole is healed now, at least